What did you expect?
Its your fault, it always will be
No one told you to forget me
I lived with you, only a few feet away
You always thought everything was OK
I sat in that room, that cell, 24-7
You probably wouldn't even notice if I drifted off to heaven
It wouldn't matter anyway since I was already dead
You didn't even know that much, since the thought of me never went through your head
Yet you still wonder why I treat you the way I do
I guess in a way you should have already knew
What did you expect?
That life would just keep going on the way it did
Me being your little kid
Well guess what, too late
Your already cut off at the gate
I hope your happy with what you've done
Your just lucky I cant get my hands on a gun
I'm not saying Id kill you
But I couldn't promise I wouldn't have the lack of will to
What did you expect?
I see you listening and sitting there with your mouth open
It dont bother me since I have no more reason for hoping
Your apologies wont even faze me anymore
I wouldn't care if you just now you went through that door
Its too late now, no more point in trying
I know this will be the end of my crying
So let me write one last rhyme
And ask you one last time
What did you expect?
~*This is dedicated to the man who helped give me life, Michael Maulson. You are not my father and never will be, the shit you've done to me can never be forgiven. Everyone else tell me what you think of this one...*~
